Sherlock seemed to be oblivious to the moving truck and the group of men climbing up the stairs. Placing boxes into the flat above 221b. He appears to have disappeared into his "mind palace". He was sprawled out on one of the arm chairs with his legs out and his elbows on the arm rests. His hands spread with his finger tips pressed together. His dark curls over his forehead and his eyes closed.

John enters the flat. Despite the fact that John lives with his wife, Mary, he still brings by food for Sherlock. He has a few plastic bags in his hands. He stops in his tracks as he sees Sherlock in the chair.

"There's someone moving into the flat above us." John said as he closed the door behind him.

"What?" Sherlock's eyes opened at the sound of John's voice.